Week 1

I keep thinking that I’m not actually here. That it’s all a dream and I’ll wake up really soon and be back home, wondering how I could have dreamt this up.

But here I am. In London, living and working for the summer.

A while back, I got two job offers from companies in London. I didn’t think it’d actually happen – there were was a visa and a flight to consider, and looking towards the summer when I hadn’t even taken finals was a lot.

But it’s been probably the craziest week of my life thus far, and I wouldn’t change it for anything else.

And it started with this:

Vlad, Karen and I after very long flights, waiting for an Uber that was driving on the wrong side of the road.

As part of the CEO London program, all the interns – and there are 9 of us – live near each other, some in the same flat. That means that you should expect more pictures like this:

Dinner at a Pub with the CEO interns

And though I was jet lagged and tired, I think I could have stayed at dinner laughing with the other interns. But the next morning had more in store for me.

Tiffany and I decided to go to the British Museum.

It’s been sunny forever in London, so this is the day I got a sunburn

Some guy offered and yes, pictures are a solid yes

And the next day we did something I’ve been dreaming of forever:

On the London Eye!

Pararoma of the Palace

Found the British guards, still working on finding the British boyfriend though

Getting pictures near the river is really hard but look at that sky

Flowers at the market, that DSLR means I’ll have really high-def photos one day

We closed the weekend with the Columbia Alumni Network

Probably the best picture of me at this bridge, but I’ll redo it again soon

Yeah they played it up when they knew we were watching.

And my first day of work with Hubbub was amazing! Here’s the CEO, my supervisor, enjoying a late birthday cake:

I did ask to take this photo, and my desk is across his!

Finally, we played tribute to one of my favorite childhood memories.

The Hufflepuff, Slytherin and Raveclaw

These shoes don’t match the Slytherin aesthetic but I walked to King’s Cross